I Do Not Work Within The Confines

The Actor Is Merely A Crude Empiricist, A Practitioner Guided By Vague Instinct.

I Have Need Of Angels. Enough Hell Has Swallowed Me For Too Many Years. But Finally Understand This--i Have Burned Up One Hundred Thousand Human Lives Already, From The Strength Of My Pain.

In Consciousness Dwells The Wondrous, With It Man Attains The Realm Beyond The Material, And The Peyote Tells Us, Where To Find It.

We Must Believe In A Sense Of Life Renewed By The Theater, A Sense Of Life In Which Man Fearlessly Makes Himself Master Of What Does Not Yet Exist, And Brings It Into Being. And Everything That Has Not Been Born Can Still Be Brought To Life If We Are Not Satisfied To Remain Mere Recording Organisms.

There Are Those Who Go To The Theatre As They Would Go To A Brothel.